The raging sea of flames burned, with four-colored firelight splattering and an overwhelming presence in the air. Combined with the relentless gusts of wind, Du Bai Zhi's Daoqi Pavilion was enveloped in a purgatory-like scene, where no one dared to recklessly venture, lest they be instantly reduced to ashes without a trace remaining.
However, the cultivators of the Five Qi Realm had some skill; despite being surrounded by such intense flames, they did not perish immediately. Though their seven orifices smoked from the burning and they screamed miserably, they still fought to the last breath, unleashing all their mana to try a final counterattack, creating a chance of survival for others.
"Hurry and leave, there is no saving me, let me create a path for you. Earth Rift!"
At this moment, Daoist Wang Cheng roared, he strained to hold his burning body together, operating his Daoist skill, suddenly stomping his foot onto the void.
